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pale gold daisies

pale gold
daisies
lay on
the
counter,
my hand
stroking
their stems,
slowly
breathing
i keep
dozing off,
and they
are on
my mind,
i lay
down
beside
you, what
would it
have meant
if i
would
have left
them in
the garden.
Written by goodwolf1966 (jimmy)
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